Gripped

I'm no fancy-shmancy literary critic, but I do know a weak idea when I see one. So I thank god for Dan Brown's addictive style of writing. I cannot bear to put down this book and just HAVE to finish it as soon as I can. Every chapter makes me want to read on further. Sadly, I have a feeling that there is not going to be much in store in the end.

"Act Your Age"

But what about the child inside me?

What about the part of me that needs reassurance now and then?

What about the little pang of jealousy I can feel sometimes?

What about the need for a warm hug and a kiss from my loved ones once in a while?

What about the anxiety that strikes when something important is on the line?

What about the little bit of stagefright that I feel when I have an important presentation to make?

What about my dad still calling me his "baby"?

What about how I act when I'm with "you"? Someone I am comfortable being with no matter how I feel everyday.

Irony

I just glanced at the back cover of 'The Wish List'. The tag line reads 'Who says a modern girl can't believe in fairytales?'. :O The universe is mocking me!

(refer to my previous posts)

Tormented by bad chick-lit

Oh my god! This book is becoming torturous to complete. I do like my share of chick lit once in a while. But this one takes the cake. 3 women living almost 'Sex and the City' style, based in Australia. And it is written as though a 12 year girl would write a romance novel about the cute boy she has a crush on. Does it get any worse?

Fairytales

One of the most depressing things in life is learning that nothing around you turns out to be a fairytale. Families aren’t perfect, friends aren’t perfect. We usually, then, tend to focus on what we feel we have more control on – our careers. When we face hurdles there, the fairytale comes to an abrupt end again. But the one thing that hurts most is relationships.

Call me a hopeless romantic, but isn’t love supposed to be like it is in the books and movies? Fine! I know I’m in dreamland. But I’ve always had a certain idea of a perfect relationship. Recently I thought I had finally hit the jackpot. By ‘recently’ I mean about a year ago. But as always, things have to go haywire and the good times give way to bad. The fairytale seems to be ending here as well. What else is left to still dream about?